“I’ll make him pay. He humiliated me in front of everyone. He must pay,” Frieda said in tears. “We both know how wicked our brother is. But you should have let me handle the killing. You are too soft for this battle,” Aaron said. “But I hate Diego — and his daughter,” Frieda said. “That is why you have to be smart. Always have a backup so you won’t be easily exposed,” Aaron advised. “Okay, so what’s the plan?” Frieda asked. Aaron smiled and whispered in her ear. Diego drove back to the villa and went to Felix’s room, where he saw Jaxon and Georgia struggling to feed Felix. “What is happening?” Diego asked. “She insisted on feeding me, sir.” “He won’t let me feed him,” Felix and Georgia said at the same time. “Okay. No feeding of anyone by anyone — that’s one. And two, Frieda confessed,” Diego said. “Two?”

“You don’t have to worry. I’m going to relay your message to him,” Felix said, and Aaron nodded his head. At least he didn’t have to face that idiot. “Oh, that’s good. Just tell him Frieda is so sorry, okay? Now, excuse me, I have to get busy with a lot of things,” Aaron said, and walked away from there as fast as he could. He couldn’t stand them all. He was going to make Jaxon pay. This was not the end. Jaxon had certainly not seen the last of him. Jaxon spent the rest of the day going through all the files and getting as many answers as possible from Felix. He even rehearsed the things he would say when he got to the company tomorrow. He had to make sure that everything was perfect. He couldn’t afford to make any mistakes at all. After Diego Greyson introduced him to everyone yesterday, he was sure they must be expecting a lot from him — and he couldn’t disappoint them. No matter what, he needed to make th

“Aren’t you going to beg, or do you want me to report you to the police for theft? I can do that. And trust me, it’s going to be your word against mine, you fool,” he said and slapped him on the face. “Please forgive me. Please forgive me,” Jaxon begged. He couldn’t possibly go to jail. He needed to continue working so he could send money home to his family and also scale through school, because that was the only way he could escape from this wretched life. He was going to get a good job and make everyone who had treated him like trash pay for ever looking down on him the way they did. “That’s my boy. Now you’re talking, but I’m not pleased yet. Lick my shoe. That’s the only way I’ll be convinced that you’re truly sorry, and then I can forgive you. And you don’t have to worry at all—if you do what I’m asking, I’m going to buy you lunch for the rest of the week, at least to compensate for the one I threw away,” he said. And

Jonas took a good look at Jaxon. Only then did he notice he was putting on the designer shoes he had been dreaming of buying. He had already promised himself that as soon as he got a job at the Greyson Group, he would save most of his salary for several months to be able to purchase those shoes. He couldn’t believe it was the same pair this lowlife was wearing. He was even dressed in expensive suits, looking like some rich man — not the regular Jaxon he knew. He knew in his gut something was wrong, and he didn’t like the feeling he was getting at all. “What is going on here?” The manager came into the hall, frowning. He had heard someone had been causing trouble for the new President, and that could get him into serious trouble. He wasn’t willing to lose his job to some reckless applicant. “Mr. President, I’m sorry about this. I heard someone was causing some trouble for you. I apologize, Mr.

“What is going on here? The President would like to have his meal in peace. Who is the person making so much noise?” Felix asked, feeling irritated and making the manager sweat. He was almost peeing in his pants, not knowing what to do next. This was bad for him, and he might get into trouble over this — and that was the last thing he wanted right now. Before the manager could leave to go sort the situation out, Mr. Hampton was already inside the VVIP section with his PA and bodyguard. He looked so arrogant and scary that almost everyone flinched at the sight of him. Jaxon, however, pretended not to notice him, realizing what the problem was. He’s probably a spoiled brat with a rich father who’s angry he’s not the one sitting here in his stead. Jack could see the person seated on the chair, and he got really mad. Not only was this person seated at the most expensive table in the restaurant — h